Monday, November 17, 2008

"Of course everyone can upload a picture of a leaf in autumn colours, respectivly a beautiful flower or their cat or buttocks.But there is something that makes the difference, something that makes people look.And that thing is quality popularity."

Sunday, August 17, 2008

Back from a four-day trip to Mecklenburg with my brother. Back from the Shire XD

Seriously, the Mecklenburg Lake District is one of the most beautiful landscapes to me. I haven't seen much of the world admittedly. But I can't get enough of those forests, moors, lakes and little agriculture inbetween.I wish I had had a wide-angle lens with me... all my 500 photos cannot really express the shape of this landscape or my view on it.

The photo shows a little silted up bog in a late state of succession. Due to decreases in yearly precipitation in eastern Germany many bogs and moors are drying and sagging. Usually the large clot of sphagnum swims in the water that filled a kettle or depression. When the water level is sinking, the clot sags down, the entrance - that is usually not easily passable because of deep water and slush - is now easy to go through. Large animals enter the moor and destroy it more.

I remember, that, ten years ago I sank up to the hips in the entrance... it was a horrible experience. But to me a somehow attractive kind of danger...

Beech and birch forests are the most beautiful in summer... see another picture here: Where I come from

Saturday, August 16, 2008

Searched my files for something bright and summerly to show you. My recent deviations have been quite dark. I have thousands of flower photos, but I bet you wouldn't want to see them. So I dug up this damselfly photograph from summer 2006, happy times, when my camera was still working right.

no frame, because neither white nor black fits itsquare, because I messed up the composition when shootingon a further notice I suck at photography and everything oh so nice about my gallery is just coincidence...

Friday, August 15, 2008

Yesterday I discovered that the Berlin government quarter is systematicly structured repetitivly... (someone help me with that sentence construction, please)...I could post a dozen of examples - multiple repetitions, too. Repetitions are easy to produce, but not always so neatly arranged as there round the Spree. So come around there, if you visit Berlin.

In real I wanted to photograph some nature in my newly won freetime (semester is finally over). But it's way to hot outside. Good for insects, not good for insect photographers... also my lens is yet broken. I wonder, if I buy the same lens again, since it dropped in price and I was always very pleased with the sharpness and brightness... on the other hand I could save the money for my driver's license or holidays in the south, when it's winter... decisions, decisions...

Hope you all have a nice summer. And please don't mind my absence from dA... or my ~... or all the '...' I'm typing... I just can't get out of my student's routine of not being able to concentrate on anything - not even the fun things... lol

And I'm using my 'artist's comments' as journal until I have my asterisk back... (< tittles... love that word)...

Monday, July 14, 2008

Journal of me.I'm a waste. My body and my mind are. Can't take no more...but still two weeks to go of this nasty semester. Wrote physical chemistry today. The first of six dreadful exams. Tomorrow it is anorganic chemistry, then, Thursday, I'll have to determine stinking fish and count the spurs on wasp's dead limbs to make my zoological taxonomy ticket... Next week: Hydrology, Physics (hooray for experimental physics! mental I say) and finally maths. Again. Maths... oh how I love them... I'm quite obsessive with maths because I love them for their ingeniousness (had to copy that word from the dict) and majesticness (invented that), but hate them for not allowing me to understand them. Weak.

So far for the frontier psycho part of my life update... which I could probably use my journal for. But it looks so shiny and gloomy and as if i had a subscription (which would be a waste on me, like i am a waste on the pretty nice dA v6) and I don't want to ruin it... the journal that is.

Spider.My elder sister and my littlest brother (by the name of Benjamin, nomen est omen) visited me yesterday and brought a full basket (cornucopia even) of fresh veggies from my mothers garden. The spider travelled in the salad bag. And had a neat winter night in the fridge. Discovered it today - still alive, indicator non-baled legs, sadly only six of them. I don't know the species. And here again I am of no use. Will fail the taxonomic exam dramatically, epically!I put it on the pelargonia on my balcony. Which aren't doing me the favour of blooming in rich pinkish hues or something. They are all green. On the other hand I'm glad they don't mock me with their joyous sexual organ-up (like a knee-up, you understand? an organ-up, lol -_-)... you see, at the moment I have an ability to always find the worse in the bad. Other attributes of mine at this time: wasting time on the internet, sleeping with not being recovered after it, being an annoyingly annoying brittle person and all the stuff it needs and needed to ruin my summer...

wow, somehow it's very freeing to write all that stuff down in my poor, perfectible English... apologies. It's a lot, too. I'm honestly astonished. Wanted to tell you the Tale of the Fridgespider... uhm, ended up typing a bit more... please don't mind it. And dare you comment on it. Or the crappy crap of a photograph...

Hope you are all well. And, uhm, buy prints. They are cheap, notably for euro country dwellers. Seriously."

Friday, May 30, 2008

Submitted: 2d 12h ago:"A submission as a little update on my life, for those who still follow me.

It's been very stressful during the last week - so stressful, that I sleep too less to keep me mentally sane (well, I'm not that sane under normal conditions either, but maybe you know how nerviness grows when your sleep pensum shrinks). Stressful enough even, that so far I couldn't cure the cold I catched almost two weeks ago... which stresses me even more.

I try to take little time-outs to relax a little, after all the uni and job time. So last weekend I went to Erlangen for the international Comicsalon. Also I try to spend some time with my balcony plants and spiders.I'd love to spend my rare free time photographing - the problem is: my camera and lens aren't working any more, at least not as much as they should for decent photography.My camera software crashes from time to time, last time it happened even the ON-OFF switch didn't help and I had to take out the battery pack.On my lens the aperture mechanics are broken. The diaphragm wouldn't close any more and stays open. At F 2.8. But my camera still gets the information that the blades are closing, thus shots with aperture smaller than F 2.8 would be very overexposed and have a low depth of field, which makes them garbage in most of the cases. The solution: set the aperture to fit 2.8 (AV), which at least eliminates the overexposure. As you can see many of my shots submitted here are F 2.8... I love low dof. But, not having the possibility of shooting at F 4.0 or smaller, really spoil my joy to grab the camera and go outside...The other lens I have (Sigma 28-200mm) I can also use at the largest aperture only, because it's too old to match the digital EOS contacts.

I wonder, if I'm enough into photography and a good enough photographer, that in consequence the buy of a new SLR and lens would be reasonable. It also seems, the amount of free time in my future life will be minimal...

As for the photo: it's one of these shots, I took in the first month I had the EOS 350D and my beloved Sigma 50mm... experimental; no focus, only light and colour. I love it, have it as wallpaper since days..."

Tuesday, February 19, 2008

Our dog Thammo had had cancer for months, now. This noon my mother called they are going to put him to sleep this evening. He should be sleeping by now. Thammo was the dog who I have known for the longest time. He had an exciting life, I think, a good life. He was hurt a lot, but I never griped much about physical pain; but he couldn't stand being left alone in the house or abandoned. He was so social and diplomatic. I hope saying goodbye to us forever hasn't hurt him too much. Rest in Peace Thammo.

Some time ago we had to part from great dane Chiwa. Before her it has been great dane Rufus II. Thammo survived them both. I also remember parting from old german shepard Anka, mix breed Rufus I and beagle Asco. But somehow Thammo was special to me. The photo above was shot on last saturday, when he was merrily jumping in the fields. But visibly ill already.I tend not to attend the deaths of the dogs. In some cases my family didn't tell me. In some cases, like this, I'm not in the place. I'm somehow thankful - I don't want to imagine holding him for the last breath.